I poked him in the ribs, nodding toward Zalaric. “Just as soon as you tell him how you feel.” He blinked innocently. “I don’t have a clue what you mean.” I rolled my eyes, then a wicked smirk grew on my lips. “You know, being thrust into a new world like this, Zalaric is bound to find everything hard.” Taran’s eyes narrowed. “All this tension could make him really stiff and worked up.” He groaned and turned away. “I’m leaving.” “Make sure you help him find a way to relea—” “Goodnight,” he yelled. “Take care, Lu. If anything swells up, just ask Diem to give it a nice long rub.” “Taran,” Luther
